"Don't try to kiss me." I whispered.
"Why?" He asked, I could feel his breath against my lips.
"Because it would destroy me and confuse you more."
"Lennox, this is the first time in a long time that I know what I want.... You are what I want."
"Don't lie to me to get what you want. If you want me, you should know you already have me. I'm yours."
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The Art of Mending A Broken Heart
Short StoryI don't think it's about finding myself as much as it is about remaking myself. I had been this girl for awhile, and then I started changing. Heading in a new direction blindfolded. I think it's time to take the blindfold off and create myself with...
